The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

The real mastermind behind organizing this competition is also this kind of person.

That's great!

Feeling extremely happy, Ariana had a drink she had shared with Ning Feng at a bathhouse, and she put the straw to her lips.

If you were to beg me for help, I might consider it.

Hearing Ariana's relaxed tone in his mind, Ning Feng's tense emotions gradually eased.

Okay, let's leave it at that.

Sticking your neck out means you'll get cut, whether you stick your neck out or not.

As an adult, one must pay the price for one's actions.

Moreover, it's already a rare thing to have someone willing to cover your losses.

If Ariana said so, then she probably wouldn't lie to herself.

...On matters of principle like this, surely not?

The conversation between Ning Feng and Ariana seemed to last a long time, but it all happened during their high-speed internal thought process; only a brief moment passed in the outside world.

As Ning Feng breathed a sigh of relief, the "chief guard" opposite him finally regained his composure.

His body rose slightly, his feet off the ground, floating in mid-air, staring at the two with cold eyes.

The other person seemed to have some issues with their thinking; they didn't try to communicate with them or express their anger verbally.

"You have committed a sin..."

A strained voice squeezed out of Karl's throat, as rigid as a program, devoid of any emotion.

"It needs to be erased."

It was more like a rigid machine, staring intently at them, silently expressing its anger.

"Something seems off about the other person."

Ning Feng realized something that Ariana had casually mentioned earlier: the other party was not only a flawed false god, but also seemed to have already perished.

If subjective consciousness has disappeared, is all that's left now just mechanical emotions?

"Karl, Karl, how are you? Karl!?"

Ning Feng didn't recognize the chief guard and had no thoughts about his changes. He even planned to have Lai Enhart take advantage of the moment when the god was trapped in the other's body to get rid of him as well.

But for Reinhardt, who had grown up with the captain of the guard Karl, this sudden change in Karl's behavior was completely unacceptable.

He glared angrily at the god possessing his friend's body and roared in fury:

"Get out of his body."

The head guard reacted to Lai Enhart's voice, his scarlet eyes shifting from Ning Feng to Lai Enhart.

card!

An ominous cracking sound rang in his ears; the gods had launched a silent sneak attack on Leinhardt!

At the same moment, the Skeleton King's aura surged, almost completely negating the attack.

"Give me!

! ”

"Get out of Karl's body!"

He stomped hard on the ground, and the entire palace shook violently.

boom!

Huge cracks spread from beneath his feet, and a pale giant sword made of bones emerged from the cracks.

Fueled by rage, Lai Enhart displayed a fighting style completely different from his earlier battle with Ning Feng.

Even crazier!

Even more brutal!

If facing Ning Feng was merely the thrill of a warrior hunting a prey, then at this moment, Lai Enhart was nothing more than a crazed, vengeful demon!

Without exchanging words, Ning Feng followed Lai Enhart without hesitation, hiding behind his broad body, like an assassin ready to attack at any moment.

boom!

The deity possessing the captain of the guard's body made no reaction to their sudden advance, merely staring at them silently, repeating:

"You have committed a sin..."

"It needs to be erased."

Her response was a relentless swing of the greatsword, accompanied by eerie blue flames and a thunderous roar.

"Shut up!"

Whoosh.

laugh!

!

Blood splattered.

The pale greatsword, covered in jagged bone spikes, slashed diagonally down Karl's right shoulder without any obstruction, almost cutting him in two.

Colorful organs gushed out from the huge wound, splattering all over the ground.

winter.

And so, the deity, who displayed an extremely powerful and imposing presence, and her vessel were effortlessly severed by the two without any resistance.

Even Ning Feng's prepared sneak attack couldn't be executed.

Peeking out from behind Enhart, Ning Feng frowned, unsure how to proceed with the current situation.

Uh... is it really that simple?

That can't be right.

Frowning at the corpse on the ground, Ning Feng's intuition told him that he must have overlooked something.

Lai Enhart had not expected this turn of events. He had thought that the god he regarded as his greatest enemy would not be defeated so easily, so he released his power without reservation.

"What!? Karl!"

But he never expected his opponent to be so fragile, and at that moment, he personally killed his friend.

The anger in his heart froze in an instant. He stared blankly at the corpse on the ground, his heart filled with pain.

Is this liberation?

Muttering to himself, Lai Enhart asked the biggest question on his mind at that moment.

"...Is it over?"

End?

wrong!

An ominous premonition grew stronger with each passing moment, and a deeply uncomfortable feeling swelled within Ning Feng's heart.

What exactly was overlooked?

【Gurgle.】

!

!

It wasn't an illusion; Ning Feng heard a swallowing sound in his ear, like a ferocious beast that had been starving for a thousand years suddenly opening its blood-red maw and greedily devouring.

chewing.

Kachakacha.

There was something else that made him even more uneasy: in his perception, some civilians who had been reformed through the "demon" symbol written on the wall had just suddenly lost their "life".

They lay silently, like stalks of rice blown down by the wind, on the rainy night road, trampled underfoot by more dead souls behind them.

What's going on here...?

!

!

The sense of crisis in his heart reached its highest point ever. Before he could explain, Ning Feng grabbed the Leonhardt Armor and suddenly flapped his wings to retreat.

"retreat!"

card.

The very next second after they left, a blood-red spear fell silently from the sky, landing right where Reinhardt had been standing.

Although the spear appeared silently, the sense of crisis transmitted to Ning Feng from it undoubtedly caused Lanhot immense damage.

Because there was no longer any obstacle from Rinhardt, the spear pierced directly into the chest of the captain of the guard, Karl, and then... a sudden change occurred!

A hoarse, dark voice, like a mixture of different people's voices, echoed in the space.

"You have committed a sin..."

The corpse that had died on the spot began to heal rapidly, and in just a short moment it returned to its previous appearance, floated up again, and once again looked coldly at the two people with ugly expressions.

"It needs to be erased."

Ning Feng narrowed his eyes and did not answer.

Because he noticed something else very important: the pressure from the domain that had previously enveloped him had clearly increased.

"She is using the power of the indigenous people to heal herself..."

No.

This is more like recycling power.

This eerie feeling made Ning Feng realize something even more.

Their enemy is the gods.